Not only was the pain of his injuries caused by these people squeezing on him, but also that the cavalry that rushed towards him had already thrown a lot of paper bags.
There were constant sounds of bone breaking.
Even though there is a large open area around the open cellar of this winery with a lot of cereals, and even if the surrounding houses and courtyard walls have collapsed, the cavalry can have enough space to intersperse and run, but there are a lot of gravel, bricks and tiles.
Wooden beams and other objects inevitably make the galloping war horses trapped in it.
The horse's feet broke, and the horse's cavalry fell to the ground while advancing at high speed, and fell into the bricks and tiles, making a more tragic sound of broken bones.
But compared with the subtle sounds of breaking through the air in the paper bag, these sounds are not worth mentioning to Zheng Puguan.
His eyes are now blind, at least temporarily.
So it is even more impossible for him to see clearly what is in these paper bags very quickly.
This is a real blind box.
No matter how strong the computing power he has, it is not enough that the people in this city will put something in a paper bag or wrap it in a clay pot.
Buzz...
A chaotic buzzing sounded.
A huge paper bag scattered in the flight, and except for some mud that fell inside, it turned out to be a huge hive.
Countless huge hornets kept gushing out of the paper bag. Although the fireworks around Zheng Puguan were lingering at this time, these hornets were smoked by the smoke, just flying wildly and escaping, but this disorder is extremely disordered and irritable.
The sound greatly interfered with Zheng Puguan's hearing.
For Zheng Puguan, who was blind at this time, hearing was his perception.
His shrill roar was intertwined with the buzzing of these hornets, and the heavy armored soldiers who pounced on him also made a sound of skin breaking and fractured bones. The broken limbs were like they were torn by violent beasts and thrown out.
But at the same time, many paper bags kept falling, spilling out white or slightly red powder.
What is in the paper bag?
Even if Wang Li and Lu Shenliang, who were far away on the top of the corner tower, could not guess what these things were even if they could see the white or slightly red powder.
Zheng Puguan had no way to know it immediately.
But the moment the powder was spilled, he immediately smelled some special breath in the burning heat.
Some salty smell.
It's like a sea breeze that evaporates heat, like some kind of rock mine cave that emits heat.
He reacted until the pain came from his skin, and when the pain was like rusty iron pins piercing into his nerves.
Salt!
It's salt!
The things the people in this city used to deal with him at this time turned out to be salt!
His eyes were blind at this time, but he didn't know how many times more sensitive than ordinary people. However, he could easily judge from the different smells of these powders. These salts came from different places and from different???????
Some of the origins of ????????????, some of them may be salt crystals sunburned from brine, and some may be powder ground from salt blocks dug out of the mine.
Moreover, these salt powders even bring a lot of mixed flavors, including the smell of bacon, some strange pickled vegetables or salted fish, and even some brass and some fireworks.
These smells were lingering in his nose at this time, and then he could easily judge that these salts probably came from countless places in these streets and alleys. They came from the kitchens in many houses and some cured meat.
The shop comes from cloth bags or copper jars that some vendors carry.
Countless auras teased his nasal cavity and perception, and then turned into countless pains on his body's skin.
Salt falls on the wound, which is the real wound to spread salt.
But these auras were like countless ordinary people in the city who were killed by him, asking him to ask for his life.
Obviously these auras did not bring him more pain, but at this time these auras circling in his perception, as if they added countless confusion to his hot mind, making him feel that his reaction was a little slow.
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This feeling made him angry and even made him panic like never before.
He had no idea that he was now completely like a wounded beast.
He wanted to tear all the people who hurt him, but he wanted to escape even more.
At this time, he had no more fighting spirit except anger. He just wanted to break out of this trap as soon as possible, break out of the encirclement preset by these people, and then wait until the true energy can slowly soak its dry pupils, so that it can
You can restore your vision.
At this time he heard the sound of water.
It was like a fountain rushing.
It's like a river of heaven is falling.
He had just taken a few steps and rushed dozens of feet away towards the source behind him, and a lot of water flowed down.
In the smoke and dust, beside the cellar filled with turbid wine that he looked down upon, there were many water dragon cars.
These water dragon cars were originally reserved in the surrounding streets and alleys for firefighting.
But these water dragon cars were no longer used to put out fires, but were all arranged here.
What these water dragon cars draw at this time is the wine from the cellar.
Although the wine in these cellars was originally turbid, it was a rare wine liquid in the eyes of many wine lovers in Shendu.
But at this time, there were countless things mixed in these raw liquids.
There is dust falling into it, wall ash accumulated over the years, salt particles spilled in the air, soil on horse hooves, sewage flowing in, and even horse urine and horse manure.
All kinds of dirt were trampled by the horse's hooves, and the mud at the bottom of these cellars had turned into dirty mud, rolling with a lot of white foam.
The wine and water mixed with countless things were flowing, like a river of heaven falling from the sky.
Zheng Puguan still maintained enough agility in the brutal raid. He perfectly avoided several falling water flows, but these water flows fell down beside him and splashed out.
Countless drops of wine fell in the air, and his body was as if it was swept by a heavy rain, which was inevitable.
"you!"
Amid the sound of water, a more shrill shout rang out.
The wine fell into the ulcerated wound covered with salt powder, which further increased the severe pain that had never disappeared, causing his flesh and blood to twitch, making him unable to control his body for a while, and almost hit the ground.
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His heart was filled with unspeakable shock and anger. He only shouted two words in this sentence, but in fact, what he wanted to shout at this time was how can you deal with me with this method? How can you think of it?
Use these methods, salt and wine, how many methods do you have, and what else do you have!